This was his consort.

She completely matched the image of a goddess within Luo Huai Yuan's mind. She was plucky, straightforward and wasn't afraid to be herself. These were all qualities Luo Huai Yuan didn't have in either of his lives. This was his nominal wife. He had only dared look upon her and didn't dare defile her.

The goddess was too perfect and he was too unworthy. There were several tens of beauties within the Yun Prince Estate's rear court, but the only one he didn't dare touch was this woman who should be his to begin with.

Luo Huai Yuan laughed gently, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his lips.

"Actually, there's actually no need for you to accompany me in death...."

But she still foolishly drank that cup of poisoned wine.

"It's my bad luck in becoming your consort. Since you're about to die, can I still live on? Fine, I could, but I have no interest in living on sullenly!"

"Sullenly, huh...."

"That's right. I can't stand being stifled. I've made all who tried to stifle me incapable of doing so again. This one I admit to being incapable of beating, so might as well be sensible..."

"Any regrets?"

"What about you?"

"You first."

"You damn greasy fatty!" Yan Yan swallowed the blood flowing from her mouth back down. "I'm worried about my brother...."

"No need to worry. I've helped you arrange everything."

"Really? You're lying, right? You run off every time you see me. How can you know what's on my mind?"

Luo Huai Yuan licked his lips bitterly and let out a sigh.

He naturally knew whenever he wanted to know.

The woman next to him still pressed him for answers energetically as blood continuously flowed from her mouth. Luo Huai Yuan was unable to keep watching as his heart ached dearly.

He did his best to smile a little more valiantly, but scarcely realized that his fatty face paired with his subconsciously twitching and bloodied chin made him look sinister and frightening.

"Aren't you curious....what my regrets are?"

"You spend your days so blissfully. You have regrets?"

"Of course I do." Luo Huai Yuan slowly lifted himself up and moved over to lean by Yan Yan's side. "My only regret is—–that I wasn't able to make you the real Yun Consort...."

Yan Yan tilted her head and spat a mouthful of blood all over his face, "This damn problem of yours is acting up again. Back then, back then weren't you the one who said it was better if we remained a respectful distance?"

That's right, it was me who said it. But I now regret it. I've long since regretted it....

".....if you're still my consort in the next life, let's be husband and wife, ok? I will bravely cherish you, cherish you so, so much. I will treasure you...."

Treasure? What does it feel like to be treasured by someone? She had never been anyone's treasure before!

Because of these lovely sounding words, Yan Yan nodded straightforwardly, "Sure."

How could there be a next life? Death was the end!

"Then it's a promise...." Chen Yun said in satisfaction.

"Ok, I won't go back on my word."

Obtaining a promise from his goddess before death, how nice. Luo Huai Yuan, your death was worth it. Truly worth it. But, why did he still feel some regret?

".....give birth to some fat little children for me at that time. I'll take you to travel the world...."

".....I've always wanted to do so, but never had the money before, and didn't have the freedom now...."

"Yan Yan! Yan Yan! Yan Yan—–"

Mother-effing heavens!

Luo Huai Yuan let out an extremely sorrowful scream.

He had never acted this way before. The Yun Prince was worthless in everyone's eyes. He was cowardly and useless. Even if others spat in his face he would act as if nothing was wrong. He was so timid that he never seemed to lose his temper. Who would have expected that he could make such a frightening expression!?

Wearing a mask for too long made it seemingly impossible to take off. Yet at this moment, the mask that seemed to have become part of his skin finally cracked.

He reached out his trembling hand and slowly stroked her face.

He had done this countless of times in his dreams, but never dared do it when he was awake.

"Don't go off too quickly. Wait for me...."

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